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Our ministrations must relax her enough that she suddenly empties her stomach. Fynn moves closer to where he straddles Catalina's legs and picks up speed. The sound of Fynn beating his meat bounces off the bathroom walls as his breathing becomes fast and shallow.
“Open that pretty little mouth of yours, Kitty Cat. Offer it to our friend here...take his cum like a good girl and swallow it.” When she doesn't heed what I say, I grip her jaw and open her mouth just as Fynn starts jetting out his seed.
He's not trying to be careful as he throws his head back and grunts. Ropes of his cum shoot all over my Kitty Cat's chest, hair, and cheek. A little lands on my hand, but it bothers me none as I watch a few jets hit her mouth. It isn't until he's done that I let go of her.
“Now swallow it, Kitty Cat,” I order.
“Mm...” she moans without realizing it.
I slide my hand down and rub a few circles around her clit, making her buck against it, “That's a good little slut.”
Catalina's eyes come back into focus, and she begins to struggle once again. Jett and I let her go, grinning at our girl as we do, “You look absolutely stunning, Kitty Cat, you really do.” I tell her as I admire the handiwork of my best friend.
Jett
“Finish up but don’tclean Fynn off you. Once you are done, you may join us in the room,” I inform our Lovely Lina before leaving her to clean her ass up.
“Fuck, you guys should have felt what I felt,” Fynn exclaims as soon as we shut the bathroom door, “The Little Saint has a mouth of a sinner!”
“Or made for Sinners,” I smirk.
“Regardless,” Oakley adds, “ she also has a brain, unlike the rest. Our girl will be so much fun to play with, but we have to use our brains if we are going to outsmart her.”
“That, or we just use our muscles,” I think back to when we held her down, and she didn’t fight us. In fact, it’s almost as if it aroused her, “I believe Lovely Lina likes being manhandled.”
My friends stare at me like I’m crazy, “You seriously think Catalina wants to be handled roughly?” Oak questions.
I think about it for a moment, “What I think, and I could very well be wrong, but I doubt it, is that Cat is kinky as fuck but maybe a little shy about it. So, by letting us manhandle her, she justifies her kink by blaming us for ‘making’ her do it. Does that make sense at all?”
“Wait a minute,” Fynn jumps in, “So you think we will be able to treat her like a little slut, and she will allow it?”
“Actually, I think Jett may be right,” Oakley pipes in, “As long as we don’t call her a slut, she’s game for it.”
“Calling her by that name must shame her for liking it too much,” I say more to myself than the others.
“Yes,” Oakley states, “But we will get her to embrace it all. There is nothing wrong with her being a slut as long as it’s for her Lords only.”
The bathroom door opens, and our girl walks out with her head held high even though she’s still naked and covered in Fynn’s jizz. She refuses to let us see any kind of embarrassment that she may be feeling, and it earns her a few extra points in my book. Lovely Lina is more gorgeous than I ever thought, now that I’m taking the time to really see her.
“Damn girl, come here.” I crook my finger at her, and after looking at my two friends, she saunters over and stands before me, “I’ve been dying to do this, and I’m not going to be sorry...”
I grab the nape of her neck and roughly pull her to me, letting our mouths collide. My other hand grips her jaw, opening her for me, and I shove my tongue inside. In seconds, she’s returning the kiss, and I grow way too fucking hard. Knowing it can’t happen tonight, I pull away abruptly and shove her back. She stumbles into Oakley’s arms, and he also ravages her mouth.
Fynn, not a huge fan of kissing on the mouth, stands behind the Saint and begins sucking on her neck while she is still in a make-out session with Oakley. I collect her clothes as I try and settle my guy down. When I hear a slight moan from my Lovely Lina, my friends pull away, leaving her in a dazed state.
“Let’s get you dressed, Lina.”
“My name is Catalina. Why won’t any of you use it?” she asks, a bit grumpy.
“Would you like for us to call you Catty instead?” Fynn smirks.
She gasps, “How did you...”
“We know everything, Kitty Cat.” Oakley winks at her and helps her balance herself as she steps into her jeans that I’m helping her with, “By the way, we will need you here an hour before the Toga party.” He tells her.
“I already told you I have a previous engagement and will try to come.” I stop what I’m doing to stare up at her after she says this.
“We all know that you have no other engagement that night.” I snicker and then help her into her ankle boots.
